This was always the last place
I expected to be
The fog is rolling in,
The tide is high.
Diane's as fat
Can't funk with the feel
Or with the other three
This mother
A kaleidoscope program
Is functioning so beautifully
Fire up all
Haha haha! Mmhmm mmhmm...
So tell me, when you took
Like a fly to doo doo
You need me like
Who's the man who stole fire for the people?
Who
Impetus
Justification, the means are the end
Doctrine and dogma,
I walk wherever the weather provides
cause everybody needs some time
In the north they call us Rebels,
In the south they
The killer, Scylla, and the limping fool
All the beggars
Behind the Cliffside Inn,
I heard a fiddle and a
Hey hey now, what's that smell?
Just like cornbread done too
